After two years on the waiting list, I have finally been lucky enough to get my own allotment. It's a half-plot or six rods; I'm enjoying the new allotment vocabulary coming my way. It is fairly neglected, with waist-high nettles and a decrepit shed lurking in the corner.
The site is on the side of a hill in Moulsecoomb, Brighton. Not quite a seaside allotment, then, although it is only a couple of miles inland. Many of the plots on the site are quite steep, but this one is fairly level which will be an advantage, I hope.
The first job, next weekend, is to strim the whole plot. Then I'll get rid of the decaying, and slightly sinister, shed. After that I have a great deal of digging ahead of me.
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